Plop! Plop! Plop!
A clear, loud heartbeat came from The Breadman's body, like the beating of drums.
Xiao Tan, who was running away with a breadstick in his hand, turned around when he heard the sound.
Feng bujue, who was following Wang Tanzhi from the spectator's perspective, turned his gaze one second earlier than Xiao Tan.
"pan ..." The bread man's voice suddenly became deep and heavy. He stood up from the ground and looked at Xiao Tan."pan!"
"What? You're getting serious?" Xiao Tan answered with a serious face.
"Hey! How did you know?" Feng bujue was shocked."Did you hear that from Pan Pan?"
"Papapa ..." The bread-man let out a few short trembles that sounded like a sneer."pan, pan, pan!"
"You ... You actually have this kind of ability?" When Xiao Tan heard The Breadman's words, his expression changed.
